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For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as read more
For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as the heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did deceive,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me!
Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a
porpoise.
Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a
porpoise.
He asked water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter
in a lordly dish.
He asked water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter
in a lordly dish.
I want every peasant to have a chicken in his pot on Sundays.
[Fr., Je veux que le dimanche read more
I want every peasant to have a chicken in his pot on Sundays.
[Fr., Je veux que le dimanche chaque paysan ait sa poule au pot.]
"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me read more
"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me again my hollow Tree,
A Crust of Bread, and Liberty."
Mithriades, by frequently drinking poison, rendered it impossible
for any poison to hurt him. You, Cinna, by always dining read more
Mithriades, by frequently drinking poison, rendered it impossible
for any poison to hurt him. You, Cinna, by always dining on next
to nothing, have taken due precaution against ever perishing from
hunger.
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
Oh, herbaceous treat!
'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
Back to the world he'd turn his read more
Oh, herbaceous treat!
'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
Back to the world he'd turn his fleeting soul,
And plunge his fingers in the salad bowl;
Serenely full the epicure would say,
"Fate cannot harm me,--I have dined to-day."
